“I know what death smells like. Death smells like gasoline, singed hair and fingernails. It smells like cooking meat. My meat.” — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“We laughed the way that only people who carry each other back from Hell can laugh when they finally get a hunger for the… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“Maybe I should find another doctor; one who realizes the importance of scars.” — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“I wondered why humans were even given the gift of speech at all. We no longer needed it; we’ve forgotten to talk about anything.… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“Hate isn’t the opposite of love, apathy is. Hating doesn’t free you from feeling anything. You have to carry it around, using every scar,… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“A city isn’t so unlike a person. They both have the marks to show they have many stories to tell. They see many faces.… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“I thought about how I had now let a self-proclaimed lunatic into my house twice and considered the possibility that my life needed sorting… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“The counselor says that with more time and more surgeries, I will begin to feel normal again. She says this with a mouth that… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“There are no mirrors of any kind in here. If there were, I’d want to smash them, but I wouldn’t. Instead, I’d probably just… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“I envy you, your youth. Every woman is still a dream, a thing that can’t exist. Even when you touch her, a creature too… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“Who’s happy? Happy is just what people think they are when they can’t find anything to bitch about.” — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
“Whatever it is that you know, or that you don’t know, tell me about it. We can exchange tirades. The comma is my favorite… — Rasmenia Massoud Copy Share Image
